When Mu Zichen woke up, it was already noon the next day, and the sun was shining outside, but the impregnable secret room blocked any light, and it was still dark inside.

Last night's desperate struggle had exhausted all of Mu Zichen's strength, and he felt the pain of tearing all over his body like tearing bones and reloading, but he was reborn.

He lay on the ground weakly, his deep dark eyes were full of forbearance, his hands were clenched into fists at his sides, and his bones were rattling, and he must have remembered such pain. One day, he will pay back a hundredfold and a thousandfold.

Mu Zichen gritted his teeth and tried all his strength to stand up, and staggered step by step to open the door, his self-esteem did not allow him to crawl over.

The door of the secret room suddenly opened, and several people sitting on the ground outside the door quickly stood up, their tired faces all showing surprise, and looked at the man standing in front of them in surprise.

"Ah Chen, did you carry it yourself?" Xiao Mo couldn't imagine how he had endured the pain of his heart, but it was a good sign.

At the very least, he didn't have to give him that tranquilizer, which had a pain-relieving effect, but it was only a symptom but not a cure, and it would make people feel dependent, and it had strong side effects, which would slowly destroy the body.

Li Shaoheng smiled warmly, didn't speak directly, stepped forward, pressed his fist against his chest, and unceremoniously gave him a hug. This is the case between good brothers, no need to say much, a look, a movement, is enough, all the friendship is in this embrace.

Ling Yue still looked cold, so that people couldn't see any emotions in him, he stretched out his hand and patted Mu Zichen's shoulder, looking like a big brother, and spit out three words in a serious voice, "Good job." ”

Mu Zichen, who was already weak and strong, slapped Ling Yue at the moment, and his long and straight body could no longer hold on, and he slid to the ground.

"Master, are you alright?" The dark night and the black wind caught him quickly, so that he would not fall to the ground.

Mondstadt quickly instructed them to send Mu Zichen back to his bedroom, which was luxurious to the extreme, but gave people a feeling of oppression and suffocation, all dark black, dignified and old-fashioned.

The dark black Roman pillar bed head shone with a dark glow, and even the pillows and velvet quilts were all black, revealing a sense of mystery. Mu Zichen's eyes were tightly closed, his white and neat teeth bit his lower lip slightly, his eyebrows were frowning a few furrows, his head was shaking back and forth, and he was not at peace even in a coma. His already pale face was even paler against the black pillow, and there was not a trace of blood.

Xiao Mo hurriedly stepped forward to do a careful examination for him, but fortunately, his body was fine, he was just too tired, his body was overdrawn and caused a cold, and he also had a fever.

For now, as long as the fever is gone, you can have a good rest. Xiao Mo gave him a fever injection, and Mondstadt brought a wet towel and put it on Mu Zichen's forehead to physically cool him down.

When the others saw that Mu Zichen was fine, they also relieved themselves and went home to rest, after all, from last night to now, they have been guarding the door, not daring to relax at all.

In the rose garden, the sky was not yet bright, the sun had just revealed a faint flush from the sea level, Su Ye shrunk in the warm velvet quilt, and the beautiful and Zhou meeting was exposed, only a small head was exposed, and the delicate little face was white and red.

"Ahh "Su Ye felt something fluffy sweeping across his nose, tickling, and then sneezed several times in a row, opened his eyes, and was greeted by a feather duster.

Su Ye sat up suspiciously, and then behind the feather duster, he saw Mu Tianyang's innocent and pure little face, looking at him with a wicked smile.